CATastic

I couldn’t believe it.

There she was, laying on my bed, with her usual sleepy face, silver fur and golden eyes, as I wanted to get some sleep.

She would run away surely I thought, as she always does when someone gets too close.

To my surprise, she didn’t move a centimeter when I got closer.

My heart is pounding. So far so good. Wait… is she laying on my blanket?!

Crap, I have to move her in order to cover me up.